first spark of love

a conjuring


they call it the love of first sight
that instantaneous attraction that happens sometimes
the truth is though
its just a natural magic
a blessing from the good EarthMother
who makes us human if we will us to

they call it infatuation
that lightningfast affection that strikes from no where sometimes
but its really just
a natural magic/the first spark of love
that we can grow into a raging inferno if we will it to

i call it natural magic
this curious spell of charms
that springs hot laughter from the heart
and sows these roses in my soul
this underworld conjuring that lays us open and fertile
cultivating sorcery - tilling us for the ancient ovules
so we may blossom into blazing gardens de amor fleur
if we will us to

i call it the first spark of love
this natural magic
that we can grow into whole/lasting love
if we do the incantations properly:

'PRAISING THE SOIL EACH MORNING AS WE
PRAISE THE SUN IN YOUR SMILE KEEPS ME BURNING;
LOVING THE RAIN AS THE MENSES THAT CLEANSES THE
BODY BLOSSOMS ROSES IN ITS TIME;
BEING UNAFRAID OF THE DARKNESS AS THE LIGHT
SPEAKS THE MYSTIC RITUALS OF THIS LOVE.'

i call it natural magic/the first spark of love
this curious spell of charms
that sings infinity to your name
this underworld conjuring that
bares me open and fertile
and sparks these roses in my soul.

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-- ©1983(OldSoul)--

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